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satoruhour · 9 months
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SL*T HIM OUT !
a/n: sometimes it doesn’t hurt to be more of a freak than ur man is...! im sorry to the babies who voted 4 fluffy sugu. also not tagging bc this intro is alr so damn long 😭
warnings: soooo filthy, lots of dirty talk, freaky!reader, modern au!gojo, online voyeurism / exhibitonism. implied cockwarming, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink, light spanking (like once), gojo’s friends listen in, reader calls geto, m! masturbation (gojo), cult leader!geto, public sex (in front of his cult), clit stimulation, exhibitionism, power play (?), pussy slaps, squirting, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink (geto), exhibtiionism as well, oral (m receiving), handjob, semi-public sex (in a car), cum shot, implied creampie / breeding kink, cum eating, brief daddy kink @ the end (nanami), lie back oral (m receiving, basically an upside down bj lol), deep-throating, face-fucking, fingering, clit stimulation, spitting (in TOJI’s mouth!), cum eating (toji), n*sfw under the cut
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✶ GOJO
gojo thought his best friend and him were truly nasty people, exchanging videos of fucking their sneaky links, lewd photos of his cock in some chick’s mouth and sharing hookups between themselves several times, but when gojo had gotten together with you, it’s like the only time he’s got one-upped by someone repeatedly.
you, with your bright, blinding smiles and kind disposition being such a filthy slut behind closed doors. gojo can hardly hold in his moans as he tries to focus on the game in front of him, but you decided that cockwarming was too much of a waiting game that you’re disobeying your boyfriend and moving your hips.
“f— fuck, angel, didn’t you p-promise?” he’s already felt your cunt clench around him too many times for him to be saying stupid shit like that and it’s clear he’s not even following his own rules when his hips jerk up from his gaming chair and into your dripping cunt. it’s leaking so much he’s sure he needs to change the covers of it, soaking his cock and balls that there’s a wet patch of your juices under him. 
“you’re moving too, though,” you click your tongue with a grin, not caring about his friends on the game with him as you bounce fully, now. “j-jus’ can’t resist my boyfriend’s fat cock, now, can i?” 
gojo swears lowly at the praise and by now his control over his character in the game is lost to pleasure, too intoxicated with how your cunt squelches around his length and his hands leave his controller to cup your ass. his hips are meeting yours in shorter, desperate thrusts.
“w— wanna call, suguru, baby?” you’re whining into his neck and you can feel the brief nod; he was never opposed to your whorish ways, hearing the receiver pick up almost immediately and geto’s face comes on his display: shocked, half hard already and bothered.
“stretchin’ this pussy out s’much— mmh—” you turn back momentarily to give geto on the video call a drunk smile and a wave, interrupted by gojo’s harsh smack on your ass and a loud moan falls from your lips when he snaps his hips into yours, stark blue eyes trained on your cockdrunk face.
“who’s making you feel this good, slut?”
a hand goes up to squeeze your cheeks together and in gojo’s peripheral vision he can already see geto stroking his cock. his friends are probably disgusting too, muting their mics and jerking off, but a dirty girl like you loves it, don’t you?
“y— you are, ’toru— shit!” sat on gojo’s cock for too long makes you like this: crazed, filthy, and mixed in with geto’s impatient hand on his cock and gojo’s words in your ear? it’s not difficult to cum with “yes, yes, yes”’s leaving your lips, back arching into gojo’s hand as he fucks you like a fleshlight, sloppy thrusts hitting you deeper and deeper in you, you swear you see heaven with tears lining the corner of your eyes when gojo shoots his long awaited cum right into your puffy pussy and gojo’s head dig hards unto his headrest.
but gojo knows you aren’t done, moaning softly into his ears for you to turn him over and ways showing suguru what he can’t have.
“look at how much i’ve bred my pretty girl, suguru,” geto’s eyes stay locked as his best friend tugs his cock out of you, cum spurting out in loads and staining your pussy white that it’s got him reaching his climax with a choked groan, hands squeezing ribbon after ribbon of cum out of his cock and you watch, entranced. gojo swears he feels you clench and he grins. “maybe one day you’ll see your cum seeping out of her, heh.” 
✶ GETO
geto never liked humans — he’s made that much clear when he turned his back on jujutsu high and committed to his cause — but sometimes when pussy’s just too good, he can’t help but fuck it once in a while, or in this case, every day since you loved it.
“this— f-fuck—” geto’s slamming into you from behind, both hands wrapped around your biceps so hard it might as well make marks, but you hardly care when it holds you up so well as you take his throbbing cock repeatedly. your body’s limp, letting him use you in front of his cult.
“this— is how you breed— a cute little human—” suguru struggles to speak through his thrusts, hardly focused on his followers watching with gaping mouths and possibly tents in their pants. gross men, they were, but he doesn’t give one fuck knowing he’s the only one to have your pussy every single time. geto stays hypnotised by your dripping cunt sucking him in, clenching just as you lock eyes with one of his followers. “you could be getting treatment like this but—”
“g-geto-sama— harder, harder!” you whine when he yanks you up and hooks a hand under your knee. it drives him deeper into you easily, large cock reaching all the spots in you that you can feel your knee buckling. don’t worry, geto’s got you perfectly, but he smiles when you’re spreading your legs more.
“but you’re too busy being shitty fucking monkeys.” geto swears into your neck, robes removed hastily so he could have all of you and he switches positions again and carries you with both legs over his arms, shutting your pleas up for his cock by pulling your back against his chest and shoving him back into you from behind with a bit of your help.
you’re spread out like a buffet so nicely now, feet dangling lifelessly like a doll as his hips piston up into you from below and your praise falls from your mind for a moment. “suguru— s’deep, gimme more, please—!”
he doesn’t mind when you’re more than his worshipper in his quarters at night, muttering out a soft yeah? just for you to hear, fingers slapping your clit roughly and you’re jerking roughly, tongue lolling out and eyes rolled to the back of your head. it’s so hot, and suguru’s so strong, holding you up like this.
“this is how real men fuck,” geto declares as dramatically as always, continuing to land smacks on your pussy before you’re tensing up and your head falls on his shoulder, squealing. 
“cumming— sugu! g’nna cum— haah…” geto simply laughs when your body fully surrenders to him and you’re squirting all over the floor, juices littering the tatami mats and onto some of the faces of the followers, convulsing so much around his cock that he’s cumming soon after you, pumping you full just like the many times he’s done to you privately.
you feel him twitch in you and you don’t mind the drool leaving everyone’s mouths at that point, planting a sloppy kiss on his lips as you hear his praise against your lips — “that’s a good whore, taking all my cum like an obedient cum dump.” 
✶ NANAMI
nanami wasn’t aware of your high sex drive when you first dated — so when you’re dragging him past the higher-ups and the many sorcerers into some random limousine and slamming him against the door, he’s pleasantly surprised, although not too pleased at gojo shouting into the open air how yeaaahh! nanami’s getting some toniiighht!
sure, he might’ve been a little held back — he was never one for anything public, but feeling your hand tugging on his to rest between your legs and how your might not have worn underwear tonight, he was thinking he might need to do something about it.
but nanami is usually too afraid, so he willingly lets you pull him instead into one of the random limos outside the fancy gala venue. at this point there’s too many sorcerers at the event that he isn’t even sure who the driver escorted here, but it turns out to be one of tokyo’s, unknown of your current need to have nanami down your throat and up your pussy.
nanami’s cheeks burn when the driver recognises his voice.
“ah! nanami-san, back to jujutsu high?”
all the while, you’re yanking at his pants and pulling st his underwear, him torn between letting you do what you want and having some decorum in front of a junior. but you’re whispering against his half-hard cock, pressing light kisses on his leaking tip that maybe it isn’t so bad succumbing to you sometimes.
“needed your cock since i saw you in this suit, kento— mmfgh—” you’re quick to descend on his dick, not caring if he was still hardening. that was your favourite part, feeling him stretch to his full size while still in your mouth, words a mere whisper that you’re grinning at the possibility of getting caught.
“shit—” nanami groans softly when you bob your head, thankful the partition was slid close and all cars for sorcerers are usually muffled pretty well for confidentiality (gojo requested it, god knows why) — because from here he can hear you slobber over him unforgivingly and noisily, not caring about consequences one bit.
“angel, you gotta be quieter… fuckkk…” you lick a long stripe up his cock, his ears picking up on the way you play with yourself under your dress and nanami scoffs at how much audacity you had, pulling you off immediately and pushing you into the seats.
though, nanami’s streak of confidence is lost once he feels his tip prod at your hole. he can feel you squeeze around him so tightly that you take over, collecting your slick easily by drawing his cockhead along your folds. it’s so disgusting and hot, hearing the slick squelch around before you’re pushing him into you and you’re letting out a drawn out moan.
“kentooo…”
“nanami-san? everything okay?”
you giggle softly, shouting across to the driver, “everything’s well, tsugimo-san!”
“ahh— (y/n)-san, i was unaware you were here too—” hips push back on his cock and nanami bites his lip so hard he tastes copper. you’re so wet you get right in, buried right up to the hilt, hissing softly at the way your ass ripples against him, “boring party huh?”
you laugh, “soooo boring,” it’s disguised as a whine, moving your lower body back on nanami and it’s a wonder he’s able to stay so still in the vehicle — while he’s gotta praise tsugimo for driving so steadily, he thinks it’s because of his fear of getting caught that makes him so still and rigid.
the thrill is unlike any other, though, so he takes the chance, hooking both hands under your neck and pulling.
“sorry to hear that, (y/n)-san! well, rest up back there.” oh, poor tsugimo had no idea you were getting your guts arranged by your lover, head tipped back all the way while your back arches and your moans are shamelessly loud. nanami bullies his cock into you, too in love with your tight, pretty cunt as he tries to keep his grunts to a low.
“c’mon, c’mon, c’mon,” nanami rasps despite the loud pap! pap! pap! of his balls that’s he’s convinced he’s going to get a warning letter tomorrow but at least he’ll have this memory to jerk off to next time: your sweet cunt gushing around him, arousal giving away the racy things you were doing. he can feel his approaching high, the twitching of his cock obvious enough that you notice too until you’re forcing yourself off of him. nanami’s a little disappointed in not being able to paint your insides white but—
you’re skilfull (and excited) by the way you’re manoeuvring yourself onto the carpeted floor of the limo, pushing nanami that he falls back onto the leather seats and both hands wrap around his throbbing cock.
“give me all your cum, kento,” you mumble, the two hands pumping him hastily straight up offensive as you fill the car with the slickest noises. tongue outstretched and your warm, soft hands moving at a steady pace has nanami cumming with a muffled groan and jolting hips, angry tip spurting so much semen into your mouth. your arms never stop, milking him dry as you suckle on his cockhead, slurping up the cum that threatens to spill out.
“mmhh— s’much…” it has your lover panting, watching you smother his seed along the bottom half of your face messily and he thinks maybe, maybe, this could be his second favourite place to cum on.
“...cum. need some more, daddy.”
✶ TOJI
toji chuckles when you beg with another flutter of your eyelashes, simply leaving a soft peck on your lips and he drags you gently — a entire 180 from how how he’s got you on your back now, getting your pulse up from how his cock is past your face and reaches your throat.
“ya sure you want this, baby?”
you roll your eyes, tugging on him and making him let out a soft groan, letting you have your way as you stroke him needily. you’ve been wanting to have him down your throat while on your back for the longest time, wanting to feel that uncomfortable stretch of your jaw and getting his cockhead as deep as you could into your mouth—
you’re already doing your own thing, swirling your tongue around toji’s tip and playing with his balls, before you feel the other pump himself, spitting on his palm to get it wet just a little before easing himself into your throat. the stretch is delicious with how big toji is, seeing himself bulge in your throat by how deep you were taking him.
“oh— s-shit, that’s it. mouth so fuckin’ warm—” you moan around his cock, mouth stuffed full and hands kneading at his thighs that he takes it as the green light to go. it’s slow, at first; he’s afraid to hurt you and yet you’re humming around him, gargling on his dick so dirtily that he can’t help but thrust.
it’s a hundred times better than you going down on him normally, letting him fuck your mouth upside down. toji smiles when you guide his hand to your clit with no problem and as he leans forward he reaches the hilt in you. you whimper around him, the smile spreading into a sick grin as he rubs lazy circles upon your clit.
“m’slutty girl needs it that badly, hm?” toji accentuates each word with slaps against your pussy, already so wet from being in such a provocative position and having your boyfriend’s shaft in your mouth — toji laughs when he inserts his fingers and your hips buck up, while his never falters; he’s always been the best at masking how he felt.
toji moans at the way you gurgle on his cock, slipping out momentarily to let you breathe. it’s nice seeing you so slutted out, drool dripping down your face paired with a grin. you spit on him from below, stroking his cock for a bit before he’s back in your mouth. you clamp down on his fingers when he starts to set an relentless pace, slamming into your mouth while needy moans send vibrations up his body.
“takin’ me like a good lil girl, aren’t ya?” toji swears lowly at the way his fingers disappear into you, both holes of yours filled to the brim. “g’nna cum, doll.”
your forearms close around his thighs, head falling off the edge of the bed as you hollow your cheeks even more and breathe through your nose. his hips are turning sloppy and loose now, losing its pace altogether as he ruts into your warmth.
“take my load down your throat, baby— f-fuck—” it’s abrupt when toji cums, thighs pulled taut under your hands and his hips still. his fingers also lose control, hand cupping your cunt instead as ribbons of his cum flood your throat. you’re swallowing part of it, popping his cock out of your mouth and turning over onto your knees.
the sheer size of toji always excites you, towering over you but you ignore the throb of your pussy to shove your lips onto his, making him taste himself — it’s spit everywhere, leaking from the corners of your mouths and when you pull away there’s a string of saliva connecting the both of you.
you simply thumb his bottom lip, the familiar scar running against the pad of your thumb and toji only slyly smiles, opening his mouth willingly. he’d never let anyone do this, but you gather a glob of saliva and spit it into his mouth, a mixture of cum and drool and toji just fucking loves how lewd you are.
“thanks, mama,” toji lands a playful slap on your ass and you giggle, “doin’ so well, always.”
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beescake · 5 months
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Sorry for the spam (^o^;) I just really like your blog
no need to apologize ayy!
in this corner we welcome all forms of enjoyment, regardless of whether you're a
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happy to have yall here w me,
headin into homestuck 2024 :^)
#was debating if sollux truly was lurker type but then i rmbr'd him quietly reading all of karkat's memos for a good laugh HAHAHAHAAH#ask#aleemie#homestuck#karkat vantas#sollux captor#solkat#2024#vioart#but o. regarding the etiquette learned frm other socmed#spamming here is safe+good! it does not harm the op by shadowbanning like instagram#and its not 💀 like twitter where ur likes/following are permanently set to public#ur tumblr experience is within ur control it can be as free/empty/curated as u want!!#((tho ofc i do encourage rbing for ppl who've been hoping to start that habit!!#s'cool to slowly work ur way up from the extra special posts that hv lingered longest in ur heart and quietly build ur cache trove :-)#for example back when i was struggling to rt on a new twt acc i just started setting nonsense criteria for myself LOL#like “breaking this void is scary holy fuck ok i shall start by rting posts w brownish/reddish clrs bcs its inspo vibes for my art”#and gradually after a while of deliberate sharing i gained more confidence to share a larger variety of posts that make me feel things!!!!#no more training wheels i may be scared but i love loving more!!!!#same goes for engaging w fics too it takes energy to think of how to comment and thats ok‚ do ur best to explore what works for u!!!!#take screenshots of ur fave paragraphs & start annotating in gallery/notes app if that helps!!!!#also tumblr's customizable queue means u can stack posts and bolt hgehehe. my preferred form of existing on the net))
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candythemew · 1 year
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THEY BROUGHT BACK SPIDERGIRL FOR SPIDER-VERSE 2 AND NOW SHE HAS HETEROCHROMIA!!
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She’s babey rn but she will grow.
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I missed ya Mayday. You were done so dirty. Glad to see you again.
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bear-cubs-art-things · 9 months
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did some art studies :D
there's much more than this, but here are some snippets of sketches I'm most proud of 🥰
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milesworld96 · 8 months
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It’s not a want it’s a NEED
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solpng · 7 months
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gm all you beautiful wonderful ppl in my phone
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theuwuafterhours · 1 year
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I bought crocs for the first time and two pairs of them. I’ve never owned crocs before but they look cute as hell and I’m planning on buying super cute matching jibbitz, but I’ll buy those else where bc I saw some really cute ones from two small businesses :3
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jacobglaser · 1 year
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I haven't had a drink or a smoke in almost 5 days and I've been exercising every day and sleeping properly, literally who am I????
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starlooove · 9 months
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#lil mini teeny tiny vent bc there’s obviously more pressing shit in the world#but i HATE how I wasn’t formally taught Spanish 😭#like i Can understand it perfectly and read it just fine#but when it comes to speaking and writing? I just don’t know the rules and it SUCKS#like when I’m talking u can excuse some of the shit I say by ‘slang’ and general vernacular right?#but It’s not slang to me that’s what I genuinely think it is bc that’s how I grew up hearing it and was never taught otherwise#like for example if u grew up calling ducks duckies#and u spoke to someone who’s never heard the word duckie#u can bridge the gap by saying “oh that’s how I say duck’#BECAUSE U KNOW WHAT THE REAL WORD IS! U WERE TAUGHT WHAT A DUCKIE IS KNOWN AS BY MOST OTHER PPL!#I don’t have that gap and I HATE IT#and the spanish i grew up speaking is a combo of formal and assimilated Spanish#so like for the longest time I thought lunch was Lonche#and i NEVER learned about almuerzo till my cousins did 💀💀💀#so if I’m having a convo with someone outside my family and I say that shit I’m automatically classified as a no sabo#AND THEYRE RIGHT#it’s not even that deep but it still bothers me#like a LOT#and i don’t blame my parents at all or anyting im just sad#like i wanna find good resources to learn Spanish but i want to learn DOMINICAN Spanish#MY Spanish#I know it sounds dramatic but it’s whatever#oh and you know what SUCKS#there are words in English I don’t know either bc we only ever said them in Spanish in my house and there was never any reason to learn them#and sometimes the two OVERLAP#so it’ll be a word in Spanish my family uses as slang for the official term#and It’s also a word I’ve never heard in English#so I genuinely have to pull up a picture and show ppl what the hell im talking about#in EITHER LANGUAGE#guess who just learned how to say panini maker 😝😝😝
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theaspers · 1 year
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the fact that there wont be any more lesson updates on the og obey me app but it will still run events is so 💀💀💀 rip obm, continue to be the money drain that u always were and will continue to be 💖
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coeurhh02 · 2 years
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the birth of the best duo <(‘3’)>
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saetoru · 1 year
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yae miko will never leave my team
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noxtivagus · 1 year
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i've been less shy lately so damn i realized how. idk how to say it. wait
#🌙.vents#bcs okay during my shift for my class' booth i rlly helped quite a lot w my classmates in my shift too n yeah others too#i helped the lower school kids that visited hehe n then even a parent n yeah n not to mention my classmates too in general. yh#n to my classmate i was like. 'hey btw i like your mcr shirt' n i said that for my twin as well n. wow. yeah. i really did that woah#n then for my friend apollo n i helped out w their booth too. n i helped like two people for my shift for our (optional) fair committee n#yeah the long one w the discrepancies damn n we even talked a bit while waiting n all n then said hi to a lot of my old friends from back i#middle school. thinking abt it makes me want to cry actually it makes me so happy right now bcs like#my longest friend ever we rarely see or even talk but we're friends n we spent like the whole evening together w other friends#n. personally it just. aghhh i don't know it makes me happy when i can be like.. a friend for others? someone you can hug n then#someone you can open up to someone you know will listen someone you know won't judge you someone you. yeah#n i really mean it i don't know how to put it any other way because i just can't not be sincere about how i love n it hurts bcs#i don't want to be sad. i hate feeling tired. n that's so human n everyone feels sad n tired but#i'm so torn between being kind to myself n dehumanizing myself at the same time. that helplessness like you know better but you just can't.#ah yeah. not only that longest friend but also my longest friend in my school who moved for this sy for. yeah#used to talk n see each other everyday at school n we're third cousins actually n knew years after we were friends.#oh i'm crying again.. no. no i'll push that out of my head wait.. aa sorry i'm sharing my life story 💀 n i know it's because i'm lonely n#you see i just. i just can't. i know i should reach out but i can't & i wouldn't because everyone else have their struggles too#but i can't do.. this on my own but i want to be the one to help others. i notice too much i just need to shut it out somehow#ah yeah wait. other friends too :^) n i often wonder what others think of me. what i mean to them. how they see me#we're all human we all think n not everyone is so self-aware or introspective but. i find it all interesting nonetheless#i would share my own thoughts freely if one would ask. & my own curiosity n willingness to listen is endless#ah but.. nah no i won't entertain that line of thought any further. not sure if i already wrote this to myself today but yk the#i think. when i can really be free n all. i'm good w vulnerable moments i'm good in social situations. i can read them well. n i know what#to do. technically at least. mostly. not always bcs anxiety rlly sucks too n goddamn on the other hand i'm honestly insecure if i'm too#serious at times? like i take life seriously honestly but not like. in a boring way or wtvr i just really value life#most of this is just idle musing i think i've been here in my seat for hours. oh how the time flies huh? midnight is nearing & the tears#in my eyes are drying up. n i just wish that in this moment that time would wait and stop.#sorry i'm not trying to be poetic okay with an unintentional rhyme i'm just writing my thoughts fuck#nah i thought about this earlier n now i'm at a loss for words again. it's sunday n i'm still to tired to reply to the rest of my friends#i'm so sleepy i think i'll write a bit n sleep soon. calmed down after writing that last tag. i'll rest n do more tomorrow.
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bloominstorm · 2 years
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I knew Wakui was gonna do some shit like this
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#i knew he was gonna have it be some light vs darkness shit with takemichi and Kisaki#we get it Kisaki brought out the worst in Mikey but I’m glad we see that he was encouraged by Mikey to do so#like MIKEY IS THE PROBLEM 😭#like Kisaki deadass said to his face that he knew his bestfriend was gonna be his enemy#why would you fuck with tht person after tht especially when you talked to your gang and only two out of the 5 other captains said yes to#him joining???#i just need his backstory to be more fleshed out bc WHY TF DOES HE HAVE DARK IMPULSES#he was already on tht dark shit before his mom died and his father died when he was too young so his death didn’t have much impact on him???#literally what is wrong with Mikey what made him like this#can wakui simply just say Mikey has a mental illness and it wasn’t brought on by any traumatic event#but was exacerbated from all the bad shit tht happened to him such as his mom and brother dying#bc trying to pinpoint a reason as to why he’s like this is exhausting and it’s clear hes not trying to give readers a clear understanding of#why hes the way he is#sidenote it was good to see tht Baji (and the others) did try to talk to Mikey about not trusting Kisaki#bc for the longest I always assumed Baji didn’t immediately go to talk to Mikey about his suspicions about Kisaki bc their relationship was#strained over Shinichiro’s death but nope Mikey just simply didn’t care and knew Kisaki would be the only one to really#facilitate his dark shit#also sidenote again it was cute how Mikey brought up Takemichi when talking to Kisaki like yes unknowingly throw dirt in his face by#mentioning his ‘rival’ 💀 but tht brings me to my next point#like why is wakui doing this after showing tht Mikey in fact did NOT get swayed by Takemichi trying to stop him from shit#he literally didn’t stop beating the shit outta kazutora because Takemichi jumped in#he only stopped bc bajis charm fell outta Takemichis pocket he never acknowledged him besides beating tf outta him#like why are you rewriting shit we’ve literally seen just to make Takemichi saving him darkness make sense#it won’t bc Mikey is a completely contradictory character and it has been shown having his loved ones isn’t enough for him to stop his dark#thoughts like I’m not understanding where this is going#but we’ll see with the next chapter .. 🤨#tokyo revengers spoilers#Tokyo revengers 265
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b0mblover · 14 days
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It’ll be Okay in the End
By: J
cw; selfharm, generally negative thoughts, blood (etc everything that comes with sh)
lopt essentially has a silent breakdown and mason comforts him or smth idk im not good at summeries,
[Note; this was wrote out of my own desperation for comfort, not romanizing sh, i do not encourage or believe anyone should do this to themselves, seek help.]
i uh, actually had a easier time writing this than most things, probably because ive been essentially replaying this whole scene in my head for literal years! i for once wasnt upset when i wrote this, i was very tired tho! uh i have alot more to say but hawaii part ii lopt is taking over my brain again, so im gonna go do that! have fun with my depressed 100% projected loptson ig!
lopt was in ‘his’ so called room, scribbling away at some paper,
mason was rather concerned, hearing frustrated noises constantly, what sounded like pencils breaking,
they had been “partners” officially for 3 months now, mason had always cared about lopt to an extent, partner or not, but this was… odd.
sure lopt had his own life, hobbies, but he didnt care to keep /that/ much from mason, especially whenever he asked,
but, this was different.
lopt had came home from wherever the fuck he was- hell if mason knew details- annoyed, he stormed off to some room, when mason tried to ask what was wrong he only blew him off saying that “its none of your fucking business, you wouldnt get it anyways”
lopt was scribbling away in his notepad, despite being a god and literally being immortal, he still couldnt force creativity to come to him,
it was his fifth time trying,
most drawings resulted in poorly scribbled out lines,
he had went out to try and get inspiration for “some project” though he didnt really /have/ anything to work on, starting a new drawing always seemed to be a block for him,
he sat down his broken (6b) pencil, (rather violently but he didnt want to acknowledge that) and got up, he knew somewhere in him, that he needed a break, he walked out of his room to get water, but his mind wouldnt leave him alone,
constant thoughts about how awful his art was spewed around
“youre not “talented”, youre worthless”
“itd be better to quit now”
“just rip up the damn papers, theyre ugly anyways”
“imagine- you could just go and alleviate all this pain, just with that knife-“
he tried to push down his thoughts,
grabbing a cup from the cabinet and filling it with water,
the knives in the butcher block seemed so… tempting,
most of him /knew/ that he shouldnt- that it was wrong, that mason would be disappointed- disgusted, if he found out about his thoughts,
but, he couldnt help it,
all memories of the nights he got up from their bed to take part in something that would disgust his partner made him sick.
questions runned through his head as he sipped on his water, leaning onto the counter
“would he be sad?”
“would he care?”
“would he call me names?”
“tell me how pathetic i am?”
“leave me?”
“would he hate me?”
“tell me how ugly my body is”
“tell me how he hates the scars”
“tell me just how much he despises me”
the voices grew louder wither every question,
saying that he wanted mason to hate him,
that he did hate him,
in the very back of lopts mind, in the tiniest corner, he knew it all wasnt true, that he was being dramatic over nothing,
but even then, the memories of all the times he loved someone- all the times he didnt question if they hated him, what they all said to him,
he felt like doubting himself was the only way to have them not leave,
to not abandon him,
he took a deep breath before sighing, realizing his cup was empty, he decided that he had enough of a “break” and that he needed to start “working” again,
mason was sitting on the couch, some random tv show playing for background noise, when lopt wasnt “there” it was almost too quiet, in a way, mason had grown to love how loud and chaotic the house was with lopt- even if thery were the only two people in it.
he seen lopt walk into the kitchen for around 8~ minutes before he trudged his way into his room once more,
he didnt know excatly as to what lopt was doing,
granted whatever it was had to have been important, he didnt usually spend 3+ hours in a room alone silently, it started to make him worry, was lopt sick? just why did he seem so upset when he came home? is he okay? did he hurt himself?
lopt sat down at his desk once more, staring at the scribbled page, a sphere, he couldnt figure out how to shade it properly on the background,
he sighed turning his attention to the top left drawer,
he stood up walking over to his dresser, pulling out another drawer, he took out a roll of bandages, and some tissues, 
he knew that he shouldnt, that it was essentially pointless, that hed feel better soon enough,
but that fear crept back up,
“what about last time you didnt? remember? it got only worse because you didnt”
he rubbed the sides of his nose bridge, the voices were annoying, they knew that he was gonna, even without the encouragement.
he sat back down at his desk, sitting the tissues to his right and the badages to his left before pulling out the left hand drawer,
he rummaged through it, various miscellaneous items, before coming across a box,
a red box, seemingly quiet old, with yellow letters reading “do it” on the front,
he took one out, ‘unwrapping’ the razor blade,
straight edge,
he stared at it, contemplating just what hes doing with his life,
“i cant draw, i cant write, i cant make people happy, i cant make music, i can only recite the tales others have told, im worthless, im doless, i will never amount to anything or anyone in my life, god or not, human or not, this is deserved, if i cannot create, then i at lease deserve to bleed”
a mantra he told himself, attempting to poorly justify his actions,
mason listened at the door, hearing nothing, no pencil, no walking, almost no breathing, he didnt know everything about lopt, sure, but he knew that he didnt look well off, and what boyfriend would he be to his partner if he wasnt concerned?
they had an unspoken rule to always at least knock before walking into the others space, granted they had seen every part of each other, it was just a courtesy they had, 
though, something felt off,
mason felt as if he shouldnt knock, that lopt was hiding something,
all those sleepless nights where lopt comforted him abundantly, he had felt him get up, a few times he had caught lopt in the basement, he didnt know just what he was doing, he always hid something,
he didnt want to break any boundaries sure, thatd be rude and disrespectful, but, he had a weird feeling in his gut that it was for lopts own saftey,
“please forgive me for this” he muttered to himself,
sharply inhaling before opening the door,
simply greeted by lopts back.
lopt heard the door open, he had three lines going diagonally down his right arm, bleeding, he fumbled the razor, dropping it onto the floor, it had gotten rather dark by now, so it probably wouldnt be seen, he attempted to get the tissues, he had always been a great liar,
“ill just say i accidentally cut myself, if he asks what i was doing with a weapon, ill deflect and say i was being stupid”
it seems like he fumbled the tissues for a bit too long.
“hey”
mason said over his shoulder,
he moved his left hand to cover the cuts,
“o-oh, hey, whats wrong?”
“hm, well, i mean nothing? i guess, what are you doing?”
“i- you guess? is something the matter?”
mason had noticed he was oddly covering his forearm,
“you ignored my question.”
“huh?”
“i asked what youre doing.”
masons tone sounded alot more pissed off, granted he wasnt, just concered more than anything,
“o-oh i um, ok dont laugh but uh- i was trying to draw”
“and why are you covering your arm? are you hurt?”
“i- huh? wh- no, no! i uh, may have also been playing with a blade and accidentally scraped myself, nothing much”
“let me see”
“what?”
“let me see your injury”
lopt was taken aback, all of his previous partners never asked to see his wounds, scars sure but never his wounds, even if they werent self inflicted, he was shocked, he hadnt planned for this.
“i- i assure you dear, it isnt anything to worry about-“
“let me see it. are you hiding something?”
in that moment lopt felt small, like a child almost, weak, helpless, he didnt know how he could get out of this without mason either finding out or being suspicious of him.
“i- here”
lopt moved his left arm to mason, there were a few small cuts on it, though rather old looking,
lopt moved his right arm off the table, into the shadows to not call attention to it.
“uh huh, now the other?”
lopt seen his eternal life flash before his very eyes.
his mind went on autopilot and raised his right arm, he usually would fight but, he knew itd be pointless, mason would just worry more, thus making him keep a closer eye on lopt, he didnt want to feel selfish, not like that,
“oh my, i- oh my god,”
mason was shocked, he had suspected that lopt had hurt himself in the past, granted the scars,
but, he didnt think he still did it, sure the weird behavior, but it never really dawned on him until that moment.
.
mason had brought (more like dragged) lopt to the bathroom, running the slits under cool water, putting pressure to hopefully get the bleeding under control, he opened the cabinet under the sink and pulled out another roll of bandages,
he stood behind lopt washing the blood off, still slightly in shock,
“why?”
“huh?”
“why do you do this?”
masom questioned, fully aware of the long list lopt was about to give out,
“i- well, i dunno..”
lopts voice trailed off before starting again,
“i mean, i dont even know why i do this, it just feels good? like i can do something right? it makes me feel like im not worthless”
mason hummed for a second before choosing his words
“do you feel normally that youre worthless?”
“i guess so, i dont know why, i have the best boyfriend, my life is great, i just dont know..”
“mmhm, what were you trying to draw?”
“i dont know. does it matter?”
lopt shot back
“well, you seemed frustrated at it, so im sure it’s important to you yeah? so then it’s important to me”
mason brought his hands around lopts wrist, rubbing it slightly attempting to calm him down
“i- i dont know, i just, i feel frustrated, so i tried to draw, but drawing makes me feel more frustrated, so i did this- an- and n-now-“
lopt began to stutter, tears swelling up in his eyes, mason had only seen him cry on a few occasions,
“shh- shh its okay, i know what youre saying, breath, okay?”
lopt inhaled deeply, feeling masons left hand move to wipe the tears away,
he didnt even know why he was crying,
mason bandaged lopts arm slightly tight, 
“shh, now, you wanna talk about this? or wait a little bit longer to calm down?”
“c-calm down”
“alright alright, shh youre okay, see?”
mason lead lopt into his bedroom, taking lopts hand under the covers as he had done for him every sleepless night,
lopt could feel his eyelids starting to droop, the warmth of his boyfriend comforting him, the love of his boyfriend comforting him,
he shoved his head into masons chest, finding it to be the most comfortable spot out of the entire bed,
mason ruffled his hair, slowly stroking his hand on his neck,
“y’know, you may be a god,
and you may be immortal, but,
ill be with you for as long as you need, in this life and after”
lopt didnt respond, just slightly nodded his head before burrying it deeper into masons chest, 
maybe tonight wasnt so bad after all,
spending time with mason- no, his boyfriend, was never bad.
lopt faded in and out of sleep, trying to fight the melatonin being produced, just to feel the sweet touch of his boyfriends skin, before he completely felt himself drift away, he heard him speak,
“I love you, i love you so much, never forget that, in this life and the next, ill always love you, lopt.”
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🌟 SRW Jude leggo
🌟 Drop one of my characters’ names in my inbox and I’ll tell you 10 facts about them / aka this turned into facts from srw!jude's side, really REALLY long version. PART I: turbulence
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the dbd occurrence. in the cockpit, jude wakes up in a cold sweat, shocked over one sudden fact: i'm still alive. he quickly realizes that he doesn't know where he is (briefly wondering if it's somewhere on earth for some reason). but right before he's about to remember more, the forces of zanscare and neo zeon suddenly ambush him, completely catching him off guard. to jude's own surprise, his survival and newtype instincts take over. when the murasame activates, he realizes: this machine... it's mine? in his weakened and barely conscious state, he struggles during the battle- when the pilots of the dreisstrager fly in to save him, they're not a moment too soon. jude is even more shocked, and seeing the vessel briefly reminds him of the "yamato", though he isn't sure what that is. as the assist draws the battle to a close, he tries to thank one of the pilots, and faints. however, jude is still alive thanks to them, and unbeknownst to anyone (soon to include himself), he's just escaped death… again.
aboard the dreisstrager. jude finds himself in a hospital bed, and remembers being saved by the pilots. however, the stress of all that's occurred is too much, and he's unable to recall his earlier shock of being alive, including what he was doing before the ambush (a blocked memory due to traumatic stress and the mysterious nature of the dbd occurrence itself). unsettled, jude strains himself to remember everything, but a sudden nausea and bad feeling overpower him. as it passes, he manages to recall his own name. after jude physically recovers and stabilizes, the crew of the dreisstrager are able to formally welcome him at the hangar, and he thanks them properly this time while introducing himself, despite feeling a deep discomfort at the location. due to that feeling, he calmly excuses himself for a moment, looking guilty.
meeting law. jude hears law before he sees him. mixed among others, law's lively voice stands out. suddenly, a deep emotional pain and longing overwhelm jude, and he freezes. everything feels inexplicable until the moment he sees law's face. as he does, jude finally realizes who law is when all memories of his friend come back in an instant, namely— law's death a year ago. and yet law is in front of him now. in a disbelieved daze, jude walks towards him as everyone watches in confusion, and hugs law in a desperate stagger. unable to say or explain anything to the befuddled law, jude can only apologize to him, and begs him to let them stay like this for a little longer, afraid of everything being a dream— until law gently pats his head. the surprise and warmth of it calms jude down as law introduces him to the others. after a long moment, jude slowly releases his friend, taking a polite step back while staring at the ground. when jude lifts his head, law and the others only see an awkward smile. with a laugh, jude says, "sorry about that. the truth is... i just had the worst dream earlier."
closeness and anxiety. the happiness from seeing law again and his presence anchors jude for a while, and he stops worrying about the rest of his forgotten memories. still, time passes as jude grows more accustomed to being on the ship, though missions come easier to him compared to off-duty days. having remembered law and given enough time to process the unthinkable (that law is somehow alive and well), jude begins to struggles emotionally as he recalls and compares the turbulent law that died because of him, and the carefree law he’s able to see every day now. jude knows that the latter law is from a different world (a world with an alternative phase outcome: where law is alive), but doesn’t mind, as law’s cheerfulness reminds jude of how the two of them were years ago. he remembers their shared dorm room from when they were students, and wonders if they could be that way here, too. despite that, jude continues to live alone in his quarters, deciding against asking law. in the meantime, jude spends time with law whenever he can, hoping to make up for the “lost time” with the law he remembers. he thinks about how this law's hairstyle is the way it once was, still wearing his mother's beads, unlike the law who cut his hair. unsettling questions form in jude's mind: why is law still alive? does he come from a 'safe' point in his timeline, before the day that he's 'supposed' to die? if law returns to his own world, will it happen? or here? however, jude is unable to tell this law the truth of 'his' death (and even another “copy” of law who met a similar fate), and instead asks about law's dbd occurrence, and other things about him during their every day conversations. however as the days go by even without change, jude’s silent and growing fear of losing law a third time gradually overshadows their days together.
growing suspicions, destiny’s showdown. more of jude’s memories and nightmares return to him, but he still decides not to tell anyone anything. he starts to miss haro as well, who hasn’t been with him since he first awoke to the dbd occurrence. one night as jude lies in bed alone, he wonders how he and law are supposed to return to their worlds. he suddenly realizes that he doesn’t want that, and that he’s afraid of his missing memories. eventually, jude insists on accompanying law whenever law sorties. meanwhile, jude begins seeing law less, and instead keeps watch over him in secret, often eavesdropping on law’s conversations with others, and slipping out of sight. jude’s actions leads to the rumour, “the ghost of dreisstrager” and also cause morale issues for the crew, with law’s friends noticing the change. among them is kamille, who takes matters into his own hands. his attempt to reason with jude escalates into a confrontation, as jude wants to “save” law no matter what. kamille, seeing the severity of jude’s emotional state and needing to know the whole truth, challenges him to a fight. he knows that jude is in no condition to protect law in the upcoming mission, and due to that, will likely endanger for law, himself, and everyone if he sortiesー or worse. kamille refuses to let the self fulfilling prophecy come true. during the fight, jude loses control, kamille learns the truth about law, and the relationship between him and jude. as jude's attacks become more desperate, his repressed feelings continue to overflow, reaching a breaking point. he screams that law was everything, explaining how law befriended him when they were kids, even though jude felt himself to be so uninteresting and lonely, with his parents always away and working. yet, he then cries out in anger, "so why did it turn out like this? why did he leave after? why'd he have to die for me when he hated me so much?! and i'll never, ever know...!!" still, jude confesses that he can't ever forget about law, and that he still needs him, no matter what happens.
PART II: forwards
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beginning of realization. as the dust settles, jude is in complete disbelief, having lost. as his fighting strength leaves him, he’s stunned into silence, only able to utter "… take care of law. please." after kamille reassures him and leaves. alone, jude takes time to reflect on everything he’s been doing. tiredly placing a hand on his face, he can only hope for the best. as the adrenaline wears off, jude barely stops himself from collapsing. as he sees his hand shake, he realizes how weak he is, and how he can't help law if he doesn't change.
newfound trust. jude is relieved when law, kamille, and the others return safely. however, his gratitude is mixed with guilt and realizations. shortly afterwards, he apologizes to kamille and uso alone for his actions. jude confesses that he still hasn't told law the truth because he doesn't want to burden him with any worries or fears since the beginning, taking them on alone because, "those were my mistakes, not anyone else's." jude sees it as a way to atone for law's death, already failing to save him twice. he says that didn't want to get kamille or anyone else involved when he first lied to everyone, out of fear of them getting hurt, as well as being envious of them and their bonds with law as jude struggled to genuinely open up to anyone. however, all this time, law has remained concerned for jude's well being without even knowing why. jude says that he understands that it's unfair to still keep the truth from law, and confesses that he's afraid that law will see him differently and reject him 'again' if he tells him the truth now. however, hearing what uso has to say, jude takes a long moment to think, and decides that he does needs to talk with law. jude thanks uso and kamille for their help, realizing that he should have opened up to everyone much sooner.
confession. jude talks with law, and after apologizing for everything, sombrely tells him the truth. law is understandably shocked at this revelation, never expecting 'himself' to have died... twice, and how different he was in jude's world. law asks for space to gather his thoughts. feeling anxiety well up inside him, jude gently nods, saying that it's okay. as he and law leave in opposite directions, jude turns around to stare at law's back with a forlorn expression. when jude begins walking again with both fear and relief in his chest, he decides to confide in kamille and uso again, as well as to tell them that he's now told law. later, the two tell jude to have more faith in law, and jude chooses to believe.
"you were wrong, i've always believed in you." later, jude and law meet up again, and have a heart-to-heart. at some point in the conversation, jude tells law that he couldn't hear the last words of the law he knew before he died, to due static. jude says he still doesn't understand what law was trying to say to him. but, when law answers with 'his' last words, jude realizes that law didn't hate him until the end, and that law died to save him- this was the real truth, all along. suddenly, jude realizes that he did know this fact once, but forgot it when he arrived in this world. overcome with emotions, the rest of his memories return, and he thanks law. jude remembers that he has to return home, everyone counting on him there, and the reason he has to fight. surprising jude, law gives him a crafted metal bead as proof of their friendship, and as a memento for the other law. jude accepts, promising that he'll keep it forever. with a smile, he then tells law that he's happy to 'meet' him and is looking forward to being friends again, finally seeing law as his own person.
bonds, resuming. jude's change feels awkward at first, having left a unsettling and bad impression most recently. somehow, this occasionally results in comical misunderstandings, as many are surprised by the more affable, docile, surprised, and smiling jude. still, jude hardly minds, and even talks with amuro about everything that's transpired. with the dreisstrager still having missions and tasks to complete, jude works together with everyone, meanwhile helping with off-duty tasks and lending an ear to anyone that needs it. his attitude is reminiscent of his positive time aboard the yamato one year ago, but with newfound confidence. meanwhile, jude makes friends with kamille, uso, amuro, and even quattro, who causes jude to reflect on buer. amazed by their skills, jude decides to learn from them all, wanting to improve his own skills as pilot. jude and law also create a special attack together, powered by their friendship, jude's changed heart, and the metal bead. meanwhile, as the day for them to return to their own worlds draws closer, jude prepares himself emotionally, even though he knows that returningー and parting from law is the right thing to do. on the night before jude leaves, he wonders where he'll wake up again in his world, and that thought pushes him to have one last conversation with law, who also has to leave the next day. jude decides to tell law as much as he can about the current threats he and ludger are facing, and what law should watch out for when he goes back, and in the near future. jude says that he's counting on law to take care of himself, and to say hello to the other jude of law's world. despite jude doing his best to be calm, law still senses his friend's worries, taking his story to heart, and knows that jude wants to help and warn him. as jude tries to remark casually, "i can't go with you, but, i... wanted to tell you that." his sadness begins to show. sensing that, law suddenly says he has a feeling that he and jude (and the other pilots) will meet here again one day, surprising him. grinning, law explains, "yep! it's happened tons of times before, actually. so, you'd better believe i'll stay alive for next time. you think i'd wanna miss out on all this again? same goes for you!" jude feels embarrassed, and says that law should've told him that way earlier, which makes both of them laugh. law tells jude to stop losing sleep over him already, especially since tomorrow is the day. smiling, jude agrees. the next day, when the moment arrives, jude holds the metal bead to his chestー then, he and law fist bump, smiling. jude confidently tells him, "well... i'll see you later." with those words, he leaves. when jude returns to his world, he wakes up gently, remembering everything.
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